smiled as she took his arm and headed to the dance floor.
Chapter Three
“YOU LOOK POSITIVELY RADIANT, Lola,” Davis said softly as they danced to a slow, sweet song.
“Well, I have to say that I’ve got the honor of dancing with one of the handsomest and most sought-after men in the room,” Lola said.
Her father laughed. The amusement lingered in his eyes. “Not me. I’m not looking for another woman. Your mother was more than enough for me.”
She felt a twinge inside her chest. “Have you danced with Mother, yet?”
“Not yet. I suppose that I’m going to have to do that at some point this evening, but I was hoping to put it off as long as possible,” he answered wryly.
“Oh, come on, Dad,” Lola admonished. “You’ve both been so good tonight, and I’m very grateful for that. It would make me so happy if the two of you could at least reach a truce of some sort.”
With a smile of admonition, he kissed her forehead. “Sweetheart, please don’t waste any of your happiness today worrying about what your mother and I might or might not do. We’ll be fine and we both want only what’s best for you, and that’s for you to be happy.” He threw a glance at Marcus. “I have to say, I did have my doubts at first, but Marcus has obviously given you exactly what you need. Just be happy, darling.”
Lola smiled at her father with tears in her eyes, and then hugged him tightly as the song came to an end. She kissed him on the cheek, her love for him overflowing. “Thank you, Daddy,” she whispered. “You don’t know how much I need to hear you say that.”
“Always, love,” he whispered back, his voice husky. He was not far from tears himself.
Then he was pulled from her embrace by her laughing mother as she felt an arm slip around her waist. Turning, she looked up into the handsome face of her husband.
“Hey you,” he said as he leaned down to give her a kiss.
“Hey yourself,” she replied with a laugh.
“So, how much longer before we can get out of here?” Marcus whispered into her ear as he danced with her. “If I have to wait much longer to get you all to myself, I might explode.”
Lola laughed as a thrill of excitement ran through her body. Leaning against him, she was still astonished that she felt this same excitement every time she was with him.
“Come with me,” she said as she took his hand and started leading him to the stage area where the band was set up. She led him up onto the stage and they stood side by side at the microphone.
“Hello, everyone,” she said to her guests, who turned to the stage.
As soon as they noticed the bride and groom, everyone replied to Lola’s greeting with hellos and catcalls as if they knew what lay in store.
Lola and Marcus both laughed. “Marcus and I are so pleased and happy that you all could join us on this very special day. It’s overwhelming at just how many people we have in our lives that care so much for us."
Marcus leaned towards the microphone. “I have to agree with my beautiful new wife.” Boisterous catcalls erupted from the guests. Lola laughed and blushed. “We’re very happy that you’ve been with us to share in the beginning of our lives together. Lola and I will be leaving momentarily as we’ve got…” Marcus laughed for a moment before continuing, “…a plane waiting for us. Everyone, please stay and continue to enjoy the food, drinks and music as long as you want. Again, thank you.”
All of the guests clapped and cheered as Lola and Marcus threw the crowd kisses, waved goodbye and left the stage hand in hand.
They were able to slip out and head into the house. Racing upstairs, they went into their master bedroom suite where they managed to exchange steamy kisses that served as a prelude to what lay in store for them as soon as they arrived on their honeymoon site.
After they changed clothes, Marcus messaged for their butler and groundskeeper, Hudson, to come up and gather
Chapter Three
“YOU LOOK POSITIVELY RADIANT, Lola,” Davis said softly as they danced to a slow, sweet song.
“Well, I have to say that I’ve got the honor of dancing with one of the handsomest and most sought-after men in the room,” Lola said.
Her father laughed. The amusement lingered in his eyes. “Not me. I’m not looking for another woman. Your mother was more than enough for me.”
She felt a twinge inside her chest. “Have you danced with Mother, yet?”
“Not yet. I suppose that I’m going to have to do that at some point this evening, but I was hoping to put it off as long as possible,” he answered wryly.
“Oh, come on, Dad,” Lola admonished. “You’ve both been so good tonight, and I’m very grateful for that. It would make me so happy if the two of you could at least reach a truce of some sort.”
With a smile of admonition, he kissed her forehead. “Sweetheart, please don’t waste any of your happiness today worrying about what your mother and I might or might not do. We’ll be fine and we both want only what’s best for you, and that’s for you to be happy.” He threw a glance at Marcus. “I have to say, I did have my doubts at first, but Marcus has obviously given you exactly what you need. Just be happy, darling.”
Lola smiled at her father with tears in her eyes, and then hugged him tightly as the song came to an end. She kissed him on the cheek, her love for him overflowing. “Thank you, Daddy,” she whispered. “You don’t know how much I need to hear you say that.”
“Always, love,” he whispered back, his voice husky. He was not far from tears himself.
Then he was pulled from her embrace by her laughing mother as she felt an arm slip around her waist. Turning, she looked up into the handsome face of her husband.
“Hey you,” he said as he leaned down to give her a kiss.
“Hey yourself,” she replied with a laugh.
“So, how much longer before we can get out of here?” Marcus whispered into her ear as he danced with her. “If I have to wait much longer to get you all to myself, I might explode.”
Lola laughed as a thrill of excitement ran through her body. Leaning against him, she was still astonished that she felt this same excitement every time she was with him.
“Come with me,” she said as she took his hand and started leading him to the stage area where the band was set up. She led him up onto the stage and they stood side by side at the microphone.
“Hello, everyone,” she said to her guests, who turned to the stage.
As soon as they noticed the bride and groom, everyone replied to Lola’s greeting with hellos and catcalls as if they knew what lay in store.
Lola and Marcus both laughed. “Marcus and I are so pleased and happy that you all could join us on this very special day. It’s overwhelming at just how many people we have in our lives that care so much for us."
Marcus leaned towards the microphone. “I have to agree with my beautiful new wife.” Boisterous catcalls erupted from the guests. Lola laughed and blushed. “We’re very happy that you’ve been with us to share in the beginning of our lives together. Lola and I will be leaving momentarily as we’ve got…” Marcus laughed for a moment before continuing, “…a plane waiting for us. Everyone, please stay and continue to enjoy the food, drinks and music as long as you want. Again, thank you.”
All of the guests clapped and cheered as Lola and Marcus threw the crowd kisses, waved goodbye and left the stage hand in hand.
They were able to slip out and head into the house. Racing upstairs, they went into their master bedroom suite where they managed to exchange steamy kisses that served as a prelude to what lay in store for them as soon as they arrived on their honeymoon site.
After they changed clothes, Marcus messaged for their butler and groundskeeper, Hudson, to come up and gather
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